So, in growing up in Philly with my momma working for the most forward thinking radio station in the area scratch that most forward thinking in the country -
because I have lived in many cities and none of them have ever offered anything close to XPNin listening to this station as I still do (picture the 50s family gathering sitting around the Phillips) I came across the Kids Corner segment that has come on every weeknight for at least the last 20 years of my life in which my younger brothers used to participate regularly when I was a teenager. This is a show geared totally towards my kid, but I hadnt yet brought it to her attention because, the thing is, the art of radio & family listening has died. It just isnt prevalent when held against Nick at Night and On Demand and one gazillion internet sites and games.
But she pacified me and put it on my daughter the ultimate Prima Dona in her excitement over the actual coolness of the program when given a task at hand by the dj - she called in and was put on the radio tonight. To date I cannot remember seeing her quite so excited jubilant, even, one might say.
She mentioned her teacher and her teacher heard it her teacher saying this about it That was the best birthday present I have ever had. I imagine it was. Teaching can be thankless but when a little girl mentions that you are the reason she is excited about her birthday, you being her teacher, it has got to be fairly gratifying.
Regardless, this all brought me to think about the lost art of radiowhen I was growing up we all ate dinner listening to NPR and Prairie Home Companions Tales of Lake Woebegone.
This is a lost art to some extent.
No one sits around the radio listening with the family anymore.
But we do.
And tonight it made my little girl dance around with such tremendous joy that I have now determined that not a day will go by that we dont do the same.
Eff the internet on some levels.
Take it back to the basics.
Sometimes the basics are the best remedy for the everyday complications in life.
because I have lived in many cities and none of them have ever offered anything close to XPNin listening to this station as I still do (picture the 50s family gathering sitting around the Phillips) I came across the Kids Corner segment that has come on every weeknight for at least the last 20 years of my life in which my younger brothers used to participate regularly when I was a teenager. This is a show geared totally towards my kid, but I hadnt yet brought it to her attention because, the thing is, the art of radio & family listening has died. It just isnt prevalent when held against Nick at Night and On Demand and one gazillion internet sites and games.
But she pacified me and put it on my daughter the ultimate Prima Dona in her excitement over the actual coolness of the program when given a task at hand by the dj - she called in and was put on the radio tonight. To date I cannot remember seeing her quite so excited jubilant, even, one might say.
She mentioned her teacher and her teacher heard it her teacher saying this about it That was the best birthday present I have ever had. I imagine it was. Teaching can be thankless but when a little girl mentions that you are the reason she is excited about her birthday, you being her teacher, it has got to be fairly gratifying.
Regardless, this all brought me to think about the lost art of radiowhen I was growing up we all ate dinner listening to NPR and Prairie Home Companions Tales of Lake Woebegone.
This is a lost art to some extent.
No one sits around the radio listening with the family anymore.
But we do.
And tonight it made my little girl dance around with such tremendous joy that I have now determined that not a day will go by that we dont do the same.
Eff the internet on some levels.
Take it back to the basics.
Sometimes the basics are the best remedy for the everyday complications in life.
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and don't we have to wait 'til they're at least one to sign all the paperwork?
and when are y'all gonna be out here, anyway?